And I mean in a terrifyer since, not something where you got busted with weed or got a girl preggers.
One time about 10 years ago I was in the mental hospital and they gave me klonopin and I went to bed and the klonopin triggered sleep paralysis and I saw 2 dead nurses with their eyes cut out staring at me. I eventually was able to get up and I ran and spoke to the real nurses and they told me it would be alright and gave me a juice box and took me back to bed.
Another time I was hanging out with a neighbor a couple of years ago and we did a few lines of whyte, his sister came over so we hid everything real quick while she was at the door. She came in and we had a couple of brews and she mentioned that the carnival was in town and asked If i wanted to go with her, i told her yeah sure. I told her to go get my cat and put him in my backpack at my place and while she was doing that I bought 20 dollars of the whyte from her brother. We went to the carnival and ate corn dogs and I gave my cat some as well. We wanted to go on the haunted house ride but it was already closed as we showed up late. I gave her the backpack with my cat and went and did some more coke behind a tent and came back and told her lets just walk in and we did. We sat in the ride and it automatically started up and the cart started moving along the tracks and the "tales from the crypt" music started playing over the speaker, my cat and I were both freaking out and so was she, I didn't know what was going to happen.
When I was 16 I stayed overnight in my towns haunted house, the one that you see in movies, abandoned, kids daring one another to go inside. Well I took the bait and stayed the entire night from dusk until dawn.
I'm not going to even begin discussing the unimaginable horrors that took place inside those walls.
Fuck. That. I'm shaking so hard right now I'm amazed I can finish this post.
Probably being born. Thank god I can't remember it. Can you imagine how fucked up it would feel if you were fully sentient/self-aware, somehow? You spend 9 months in this pitch black fluid filled womb environment and suddenly you're thrust out into this chaotic world you have no knowledge of and are unable to comprehend.
I wouldn't say it's a horror but it's definitely not a fucking miracle. Well, is a faggot essence it is but that's like saying it's a miracle you ate that particular French fry. Like, yeah, it's the only one of its kind wooaaahhhhh.
I wonder how different life would be if we had advanced brains to begin with and everything else stayed the same.
Lol babbies and toddlers offing themselves at aggressive rates. Hearing their parents fucking and arguing every night. Guess I'll go run into the street without looking both ways fuck this.
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Originally posted by Malice
Probably being born. Thank god I can't remember it. Can you imagine how fucked up it would feel if you were fully sentient/self-aware, somehow? You spend 9 months in this pitch black fluid filled womb environment and suddenly you're thrust out into this chaotic world you have no knowledge of and are unable to comprehend.
Life is not a miracle, it is a horror.
I remember being born and it wasn't that bad, you're probably just really thin skinned
DocFoster
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Originally posted by Malice
Probably being born. Thank god I can't remember it. Can you imagine how fucked up it would feel if you were fully sentient/self-aware, somehow? You spend 9 months in this pitch black fluid filled womb environment and suddenly you're thrust out into this chaotic world you have no knowledge of and are unable to comprehend.
DocFoster
Tuskegee Airman
[concentrate my unpalatable boomer]
Accidentally shot myself in the face with a bow in the woods. Was hanging out with the neighborhood bully because I had no other friends, and one who beat me was better than the ones who beat me only. He'd just gotten a bow and so we went out into the Minnesota woods to shoot it. We stole tons of yard ornaments from the rich private property we lived near. We set up a range far from home. Shooting went well mostly. Shooting at hard targets resulted in a few ricocheted shots, but nothing dangerous.
Then one did, and it hit me in the mouth. Lodged in my head. Fucker knocked me right down. He saw the arrow in my head and me on my back and legged it. Left me for dead. Took me a while to get back up. Blood all over my shirt, arrow dangling from the side of my mouth, lost in the woods. That's some scary shit. Wandered around til I heard the road, and slowly got back home. Somewhere on the road is when I finally pulled it out.
Ended up being fine. I was thankful it lost energy in the ricochet and that it wasn't an inch in any other direction. I was also thankful it wasn't a broadhead.
Got stitches, threw out the bloody clothes, got a scar now faded, and got grounded. Fucker and his friends later subjected me to more horrors. I never learned my lesson about the guy.
Originally posted by DocFoster
Accidentally shot myself in the face with a bow in the woods. Was hanging out with the neighborhood bully because I had no other friends, and one who beat me was better than the ones who beat me only. He'd just gotten a bow and so we went out into the Minnesota woods to shoot it. We stole tons of yard ornaments from the rich private property we lived near. We set up a range far from home. Shooting went well mostly. Shooting at hard targets resulted in a few ricocheted shots, but nothing dangerous.
Then one did, and it hit me in the mouth. Lodged in my head. Fucker knocked me right down. He saw the arrow in my head and me on my back and legged it. Left me for dead. Took me a while to get back up. Blood all over my shirt, arrow dangling from the side of my mouth, lost in the woods. That's some scary shit. Wandered around til I heard the road, and slowly got back home. Somewhere on the road is when I finally pulled it out.
Ended up being fine. I was thankful it lost energy in the ricochet and that it wasn't an inch in any other direction. I was also thankful it wasn't a broadhead.
Got stitches, threw out the bloody clothes, got a scar now faded, and got grounded. Fucker and his friends later subjected me to more horrors. I never learned my lesson about the guy.
And no I don't like the page break in your posts mr meme though I'm aware you likely don't give a shit I just want you to know. It's fine normal it doesn't making reading or scrolling any more pleasant or efficient (constructive criticism)
DocFoster
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Originally posted by mmQ
And no I don't like the page break in your posts mr meme though I'm aware you likely don't give a shit I just want you to know. It's fine normal it doesn't making reading or scrolling any more pleasant or efficient (constructive criticism)
